A Time to Talk


Posted on 16th Feb 2014 07:03 pm by admin

When a friend calls to me from the road
And slows his horse to a meaning walk,
I don’t stand still and look around
On all the hills I haven’t hoed,
And shout from where I am, What is it?
No, not as there is a time to talk.
I thrust my hoe in the mellow ground,
Blade-end up and five feet tall,
And plod: I go up to the stone wall
For a friendly visit.

-Robert Frost (1874-1963)

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ae mere watan

ऐ मेरे प्यारे वतन, ऐ मेरे बिछड़े चमन त

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Don’t invite your friends who haven’t learned to use the potty.
Changing diapers, certainly

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You sing,

I smile,

"I get a kick out of you,"

You sing still,

And

HUM BADAL NA NAHI CHAHTE

हम राह को बदलना नहीं चाहते हैं,

हम

Secret Admirer

I've never been the type to say what I feel

So basically I keep everything inside

My Big Fat Cat

I own a big fat cat-

The fattest for miles around.

Wherever there's lots of food,

TERI DOSTI KI ADAT

तेरी दोस्ती की आदत सी पड़ गयी है मुझे,

Embassy...

I don’t know enough about anything

to be anybody but a stranger.

Isn’

For A Best Friend

Through tears and fights,

Through smiles, I knew everything

It would be all right

me kon hun

आग हूँ आगाज़ हूँ खुद की गलती छुपाने वा

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